You shifted through the dust, jumping slightly at the sight of spider webs. Your parents had an awfully small, yet dirty attic. You grumbled, grasping onto a book you’ve never seen before.

Moving your hands over the cover, you notice the symbols on the front of it. You flipped across each page, seeing simple yet interesting spells you haven’t heard of. Clearing your throat, you recited one of the older ones.

A bright, dark red light blinded you for a moment. You rubbed your eyes.